Wipeout by Yxngnor Lyrics
[Intro] yeah!
[Chorus: yxngnor]
Tell a bitch shut up shawty pipe down
2 rounds my Glock won’t fight now
Big draco aiming down the sights now
In the function and they busting with a pipe now
Took a xan now she down call it wipeout
Oh my god here go the feds time to slide out
Dm now she coming to the hideout
She with me shawty said fuck a night out
[Verse: Yxngnor]
Big bands I trap you don’t even trap
And my bro’s post up with a fucking Mac
Said he want smoke hmm I’m like where he at
Smell the gun smoke yeah now he running back
Got a red bone bitch hit it from the back
She gon’ suck this dick for a dime bag
We gon’ leave em on the ground with a toe tag
Run it up 100 rounds that’s a whole mag
I run it up for the season
I’m flexing on em’ no reason
I smell the jealousy there is no treason
If you gon’ ride with me baby you eating
Smoking exotic so baby I’m geekin’
I fuck with you baby yeah I really mean it
Foreign lil bitch and I dress her in Prada
And I was a blessing yeah shouts out my momma
Hired my bro cause he came with a lama
I just been happy I’m thumbing through commas
Count in’ the presidents counting Obama’s
Shawty she sucking me up in the Mazda
Kick shawty out yeah she go take a hike now
Ride through Atlanta I ride with the top down
They just keep asking me when you gon’ drop now
They just be plotting I ride with a mop now
[Chorus: yxngnor]
Tell a bitch shut up shawty pipe down
2 rounds my Glock won’t fight now
Big draco aiming down the sights now
In the function and they busting with a pipe now
Took a xan now she down call it wipeout
Oh my god here go the feds time to slide out
Dm now she coming to the hideout
She with me shawty said fuck a night out
[Chorus: yxngnor]
Tell a bitch shut up shawty pipe down
2 rounds my Glock won’t fight now
Big draco aiming down the sights now
In the function and they busting with a pipe now
Took a xan now she down call it wipeout
Oh my god here go the feds time to slide out
Dm now she coming to the hideout
She with me shawty said fuck a night out
[Verse: Yxngnor]
Big bands I trap you don’t even trap
And my bro’s post up with a fucking Mac
Said he want smoke hmm I’m like where he at
Smell the gun smoke yeah now he running back
Got a red bone bitch hit it from the back
She gon’ suck this dick for a dime bag
We gon’ leave em on the ground with a toe tag
Run it up 100 rounds that’s a whole mag
I run it up for the season
I’m flexing on em’ no reason
I smell the jealousy there is no treason
If you gon’ ride with me baby you eating
Smoking exotic so baby I’m geekin’
I fuck with you baby yeah I really mean it
Foreign lil bitch and I dress her in Prada
And I was a blessing yeah shouts out my momma
Hired my bro cause he came with a lama
I just been happy I’m thumbing through commas
Count in’ the presidents counting Obama’s
Shawty she sucking me up in the Mazda
Kick shawty out yeah she go take a hike now
Ride through Atlanta I ride with the top down
They just keep asking me when you gon’ drop now
They just be plotting I ride with a mop now
[Chorus: yxngnor]
Tell a bitch shut up shawty pipe down
2 rounds my Glock won’t fight now
Big draco aiming down the sights now
In the function and they busting with a pipe now
Took a xan now she down call it wipeout
Oh my god here go the feds time to slide out
Dm now she coming to the hideout
She with me shawty said fuck a night out